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So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
If your life is a leaf / that that the seasons tear off and condemn They will bind you with love / that is graceful and green as a stem — Leonard Cohen, Sisters of Mercy |
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As I write this on Air Canada Flight 116, I find myself endlessley amused by the game of musical chairs that is being played. I moved because the dorfy guy in front of me dropped his seat as far as he could before we even levelled off, and I’m now sitting with no one in front of me (thus making computing easier.) Meanwhile, the other woman in my new row of 3 seats just moved to a window seat with an unoccupied neighbour, in large part becuase my move limited her ability to stretch out here. There’s only about 6 empty seats on this enormous plane, and it’s all about the hierarchical battle for the best position.
Posted by skooter at 10:49 PM
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